Mistress

I had a conversation
with a lady small and fair
She had the brightest eyes
and such beautiful dark hair
A very pretty woman
I’m sure you would agree
Yet deep inside this woman
there was something I could see
With all her featured blessings
of picture perfect post
It seemed that she was lacking
the thing she needed most
Her self-esteem was broken
she was an empty shell
I saw all she was feeling
though she would never tell
She doubted all her beauty
and thought herself quite plain
And though she was quite polished
I caught sight of her pain
She thought herself unworthy
of love as well as life
She settled as his mistress
though she wished to be his wife.

Deo Volente
January 22, 2009